Kim Rodrigues Poet Rhyme

Mom Morph

Mom shrieks as I tap like Ginger Rogers on the kitchen floor.
The raggedy mop with rigid brows swishes me out the door.
With squinty eyes, the traffic cop regent-points to the yard.
Her majesty, with dish soap hands, wallops my cap, soft not hard.

3/13/2019
Word Morph Contest
Sponsor - Jesse Rowe

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Line Gauthier March 24, 2019 at 7:48 AM Congrats on your silver medal win, Kim. Kim Rodrigues March 24, 2019 at 11:05 AM Thanks, Line! <3 Kim

Jesse Rowe March 24, 2019 at 7:32 AM I absolutely love the story telling of this poem. I could almost feel the mop head chasing after me. Congrats on your second place finish in my contest. Kim Rodrigues March 24, 2019 at 11:05 AM Thank you so much, Jesse! Enjoyed the contest...Kim

Gershon Wolf March 13, 2019 at 10:05 PM Nicely done, whisked out the door---but packing quite a wallop! :) gw Kim Rodrigues March 13, 2019 at 10:07 PM LOl! Thanks!

M. L. Kiser March 13, 2019 at 8:36 PM Now there's a vision; adorable! Kim Rodrigues March 13, 2019 at 8:45 PM Thank you! Had fun writing this! :)